Sad news from Driffield: the Driffield bus depot closes May 31st, annihilating my plans to finally take that bus trip to Driffield. I think there is a carpe diem type lesson here, either that or try harder to come up with holiday ideas that aren't total shit.

Sad news from Harare, where tobacco farmer Brighton Magutakuona had “his privates burnt” by a goblin. The saddest part is the goblin was his own, one he inherited from his grandparents.

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"(the staff) have all rallied round in a very positive way and we have even had a request for the last day of operation at the depot to be marked in some special way" ... might I suggest a Magical Mystery Bus Tour of Driffield? The mystery would be figuring where and when they can board and disembark from the bus since there is no bus depot. Pretty neat idea, I think.